ATLA Sokka x reader

book one: water | chapter three

sorry in advance for the changes of capitalizations. i'm switching between my phone and my laptop in this chapter.

(y/n)'s pov

Sokka was looking at his map "you have no idea where you're going, do you?" he said to Aang.

"well, i know it's near water" he was sitting at the front of Appa

"i guess we're getting close, then" Sokka stated. we were in the middle of the ocean.

i groaned and flopped back "ugh this is gonna take foreverrrrrr" i put my hands over my eyes.

Aang looked back at Katara who was sewing Sokka's pants. oh yeah Sokka didn't have PANTS ON. i was going insane cause there was so much TENSION. she was close to being done though. "momo marbles please" Aang said. Momo then reached into Aangs shirt and pulled out marbles. "hey, Katara, check out this new airbending trick" Aang started spinning the marbles around in his hand.

without looking up Katara said, "that's great, Aang" he then got a sad look on his face.

"you didn't even look" he stopped spinning the marbles and she looked up.

"that's great!"

"but i'm not doing it now"

"still bugger her, airhead. you need to give girls space when they do their sewing"

"uh ohhhhh" i said and sat up next to Sokka.

"what does me being a girl have to do with sewing?" she was getting annoyed.

"simple. girls are better at fixing pants than guys, and guys are better at hunting and fighting and stuff like that"

i had to join in, "that is the most stereotypical b.s. i have ever heard"

"hey it's just the natural order of things" he looked at me.

"all done with your pants, and look what a great job i did" she threw them at his face and he yelled.

"you deserved that" i pinched him as he took the pants off of his head.

"ow! i was just kidding! i can't wear these! Katara, please!" he was seriously regretting it now. "(y/n)! can you pleeaaasseee sew my pants"

"pshhh as if i know how to sew" i laughed "good luck with that"

"oh no!" he looked down defeated.

"relax, sokka. where we're going, you won't need any pants" we all looked at Aang as he turned Appa towards a mountain range.

i went back to laying down and staring at the sky. it was kind of uncomfortable looking at Sokka when he didn't have pants. i didn't like violating him like that. Katara took back his pants and sewed them together. as he put them back on i started humming to myself kind of loudly.

"(y/n) you can sing?!" Sokka said peeking his head into my line of sight.

"i'm not singing i'm humming" i responded.

"true but it sounds good" he kind of did a Debbie ryan and i looked at him.

"everyone sounds good when they're humming" i sat back up played with my fingers extremely bored.